At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

Mauricio, Paulina, and Valento stood up in shock, staring in disbelief at the Holy Light Cross that had separated from the Teandolo Necklace and was slowly levitating.

"Holy Light!" Teandro's lips trembled as he looked at the cross that was gradually floating above their heads.

The cross necklace was a gift from Zoe's mother, and he still remembers the moment when Zoe's mother put the necklace on him.

"God's eyes are on us!" Paulina was the first to come to her senses, her shoulders trembling with excitement.

Under their gaze, the holy light of the cross grew stronger and stronger, and two beams of light, one ice-blue and one earth-yellow, separated from the holy light.

The icy blue and earthy yellow light gradually faded, revealing the object enveloped in the light.

There were two swords, with glowing crystals at the grip where the hilts met the blades, and runes made of incomprehensible characters engraved on the blades.

Although they couldn't read the runes, they could understand what they meant.

Frostblade and Rock Crystal Sword

After the two holy swords appeared, they slowly fell to the ground, with half of their blades embedded in the earth. Then, the brilliant and holy light slowly faded away, leaving only a wisp of light wrapped around the swords.

That wasn't all; knowledge kept flowing into their minds.

A wave of dizziness and lightheadedness washed over him, and in that instant, blood began to flow from his nose. The ordinary brain was subjected to an immense burden as it carried the transmission of extraordinary knowledge.

"Ha-hoo, ha-hoo..." Valendo knelt on the ground, breathing heavily, blood dripping from his nose onto the ground, before raising his head and laughing wildly.

"God's blessing! God has set His sights on this earth! How wonderful! How wonderful! How wonderful! Hahahaha... Waaaaah! Ahhh!"

Valendo laughed and then burst into tears, pounding his fists on the ground.

His father established a factory to create jobs for the people in the slums so they wouldn't starve. But with jobs available, fewer slum dwellers would be involved in drug production, so they shot his father and mother. He himself escaped by going to his Uncle Theo's house.

"I will kill all of you scum and cancer! Leave no one alive!" Valendo roared, tears streaming down his face.

In his mind were the power bestowed upon him by God, and the mission God had given him: to eliminate from the world anything that contradicted goodness and justice.

As Teandro, a man in his forties, watched the cross slowly lose its light and fall before him, tears welled up in his eyes: "Zoe, even though you're gone, you're still protecting me."

“Great Lord, thank you for looking here. I will surely fulfill my mission.”

Paulina, a woman in her forties, also choked up with tears in her eyes: "Great Lord, you have finally seen this land."

Mauricio, unable to control his emotions, went somewhat mad: "That bunch of scum, the source of all evil, has finally met with judgment from the Lord in heaven! That's wonderful! That's wonderful! That's wonderful!"

Their brothers and sisters left the monastery for a dream, a dream that everyone could live in peace. Of the dozens of brothers, only eleven are left!

Under intense positive emotions, the four of them, who had just obtained 'Source Awakening', instantly completed 'Activating Willpower' and 'Source Turbulence', and directly entered 'Awakening Potential'.

After their potential awakening was complete, the four of them gradually calmed down as they felt the powerful energy within them and looked at the two holy swords stuck in the ground.

Teandro, holding the cross in both hands, said, "This is the holy sword given by God to heroic leaders, possessing the power to sweep away everything."

They had a wealth of information about their mission and the revelation that angels had descended upon the land, which was their reliance before they could cleanse all the filth.

"Valendo, you go pull it first." Teandolo raised his arm and wiped the tears off his face with his sleeve, saying to the only young man present.

"Okay." Valendo swallowed hard, stepped forward, and reached out to grasp the ice-blue holy sword, but no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't budge. He then grasped the earth-yellow holy sword, but even with his face turning red, he still couldn't pull it out.

"It seems the Lord hasn't arranged a leadership mission for me." Valendo was a little disappointed, but not regretful. In his view, he was simply not suited to be a leader; he was better suited to fighting on the front lines. His awakened abilities proved that.

He awakened 'surface repulsion force', unlocking his source potential. His skin generates repulsion force, twisting incoming attacks, potentially even distorting the trajectory of bullets.

“Paulina, you go,” Mauricio said. Although the people from the monastery weren’t blood brothers and sisters, they were even closer than blood brothers and sisters. As the eldest brother, he should give the opportunity to his younger siblings first.

“I definitely can’t pull it out,” Paulina said, but still reached out and symbolically pulled it out twice: “A holy sword given by God can only be pulled out by a true hero, just like in the heroic stories.”

Valendo said with certainty, "It was definitely a gift from God to Uncle Doro and Uncle Theo."

"After all, Uncle Doro and Uncle Theo, you really are like heroes fighting against evil."

In the regions covered by Western mythology, people generally believe in fate, mission, and other things related to gods, especially who is chosen by gods and who is given a mission by gods.

"Could it really be a gift from God to the two of us?" Mauricio looked at Teandro.

Teandro remained silent, gripping the cross tightly with one hand while slowly reaching out towards the holy sword with the other.

hum~

The crystal on the hilt of the earthen-yellow holy sword instantly shone brightly, and a mysterious symbol slowly emerged. In an instant, Teandro was transported to an unknown place.

He was startled, but his heart instantly calmed down. He was standing in front of an enormous, silvery-white tree.

“The World Tree.” Teandro was stunned. An invisible passage connected him to the World Tree, and a warm current flowed through his body.

Rock element force.

The next moment, he came to his senses and realized that the holy sword was already in his hand.

The Holy Sword will choose its own master; only the hero chosen by the Holy Sword can use it, and no one can take it away from it, no matter who uses what method.

“I knew it! The Holy Sword is for Uncle Doro.” Valento laughed so hard that snot bubbles were coming out of his nose, and then looked at Morito: “Uncle Theo, you should pull out the Holy Sword too.”

"To become the leader of heroes, is this the mission God has given me?" Even though he was over forty years old, Mauricio's heart was pounding. He had never imagined that he would become a hero chosen by God.

hum~

The Frost Sword was drawn, and ice elemental power surged from his body, causing the temperature in the entire room to drop by more than ten degrees.

After the holy sword was drawn, there was a pause for a few seconds. Although they had not yet recovered from their fanaticism, they were quite rational.

Valento trembled with excitement, his eyes filled with an intense, unyielding hatred: "Uncles, Aunt Paulina, let's begin our mission now and send all the filth of this land to hell!"

Having been given power by God, what are we waiting for if not to take revenge?

“Let’s make a plan first.” Teandro’s holy sword disappeared in a yellowish-brown light, leaving only a yellowish-brown crystal pendant, the ‘Eye of God,’ which signifies that God is watching you at all times.

“We have only just received the power bestowed by God, and we are still too weak. Therefore, we must first teach ‘Source Awakening’ to our trusted brothers.”

"Theo, Paulina, this is yours."

Moricio and Paulina's eyes were firm and sharp: "No problem at all." Their brothers in the merchant guild all shared the same wish as them and would definitely be able to learn 'Source Potential' quickly.

Teandolo continued, "Then Valendo, you come with me to rescue your Uncle Comiro." He then gripped the 'Eye of God' tightly.

When he drew the Holy Sword, he understood how powerful it was; even if the government forces deployed all their armored vehicles, they could not stop the power unleashed by the Holy Sword.

"After we rescue Comiro, we'll return to the monastery to pay homage to the angel who has descended upon this land."

As one of the founders of a chamber of commerce, Teandolo had contact with many foreign businessmen, even though the chamber was small. He knew about some of the things happening in Europe and was already considered an angel descended to earth.

Now an angel is on this land.

The Lord's gaze is fixed here; angels have descended to earth, and they will surely be invincible.

At this moment, their previous gloom vanished. The corrupt country that they had been unable to fight before was now the one they would send to hell.

……

Inside the monastery.

Los Saint smiled as he watched the live stream: "Any weaponry, any power, is nothing but a bubble that bursts at the slightest touch in the face of extraordinary power. Add a little bit of faith, and the flames of judgment will be ignited."

Los Saint shut down the live stream, opened the door, and stepped out of the room. The wooden floor creaked, and the sounds of children could be heard outside the monastery.

Walking down to the first floor, you pass through a corridor with murals depicting the birth of God, the suffering of God, and the Virgin Mary embracing God.

Seven nuns were baking bread for the children in the charcoal oven room. The older children were helping to pass the bread and plates around, as cooking for dozens of children in the church was quite a busy task.

Artoria carried the bread that the children had placed in the basket to the dining area.

The younger children were led by Joan of Arc to play a game of eagle catching chicks in the open space of the monastery. Fukaros stood aside, smiling as she watched the children play. It was all a novel experience for her.

The monastery was filled with warmth; it seemed to be the only safe haven in Bogotá.

……

the other side.

Bogotá has a security department, but it doesn't actually maintain order; in essence, it's no different from a gang, just using the government's name.

The police station was very large, with main buildings that were as tall as the Trade Building, and even a football field. Three dark green armed military vehicles were parked in front of the police station, and soldiers in uniform carrying guns were walking around casually.

They were called soldiers, but they had no organization or discipline whatsoever; they were more like gangsters in military uniforms.

"A lot of new women were sent to the East District exchange today. I'll go have some fun when I get back," the soldier with a knife scar on his face grinned.

“Well, that last one was too weak. He died before I even got a chance to fight.” Another soldier revealed his teeth, blackened from smoking marijuana.

"I heard that the boss is finally going to set up a chamber of commerce in the slums. I can't wait."

"Because of that chamber of commerce, there are so many fewer women in the exchange. I've wanted to shoot them all for a long time."

"I want to blow their heads off one by one and hear their terrified screams."

"Didn't they intercept those people from the chamber of commerce this time? I wonder how the boss will deal with them. I really want to see what happens to them, haha."

Unbeknownst to them, a person wearing a black hooded jacket was slowly approaching, holding a glowing 'Eye of God' in his hand, before vanishing in a flash.

“What a great power, phew~” Teandro took a deep breath.

Even if you kill all of these government soldiers, none of them would be innocent. They are the biggest protectors of the country's drug cultivation, production, and trafficking.

His source potential is 'optical invisibility', which is perfect for him to sneak in and confirm Comiro's safety, and then purify them all with the Holy Sword.

Chapter 89: The Six-Winged Seraph, Joan of Arc

Teandro walked through the gates of the police station. Inside was a wide concrete area with a dozen military pickup trucks parked along the edge and hundreds of soldiers sitting crookedly on concrete ladders, smoking marijuana.

Colombia is ostensibly a democratically elected parliamentary system, but in reality, it is ruled by a military government. The police force consists of soldiers, and not every police force is government-run; private armed groups from major drug trafficking and arms dealers may also be involved.

"I wonder how many people these filthy insects have harmed with drugs, how many people they've trafficked, to build this skyscraper." Teandro looked up at the skyscraper with the words "Public Security Bureau" written on it. The building was entirely made of glass, and the dazzling lights could even shine through from inside. His fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Upon entering the building, the floor was transparent, the walls were painted gold, and soldiers outside were on drugs. Even the soldiers standing guard at the door were trembling; they were experiencing drug withdrawal.

He searched floor by floor, and with each floor he searched, the anger in his eyes deepened, and his teeth clenched so tightly they clicked. In many rooms, he found people locked in cages—women, children, and young people.

He knew the military government was involved in human trafficking, but he never imagined there were so many people in just one police station.

They quickly found the top floor, which is the preferred residence for the country's powerful elite, as it serves as a symbol of their status.

The top floor was incredibly luxurious, with gold decorations everywhere. Even the British royal palace couldn't compare. Two middle-aged men in gold-embroidered suits were lying on a sealskin sofa, each holding a woman.

"Hahaha, Benhamin, your Joaquin family is going to make a fortune again this time." The man smoking a cigar showed off his gold teeth and said, "The rich people in the United States are really pretentious. They don't dare to date women in their own country, so they date foreign women. This has allowed your family to make money for so many years."

The man tearing at the clothes of the woman in his arms, who was high on drugs, sneered: "Arturo, your Gaspar family doesn't do this kind of business. You don't know, American tycoons care about their reputation, so of course they want their clothes to look clean."

"Although we provided them with drugs, women, and children for their pleasure, they still despise us and outwardly act as if we have nothing to do with them. Americans are truly arrogant to the core."